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бугагашеньки, я выложу даже сюда твитт для истории)))
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ну и Дакота Джонсон Анастейша как и говорили до этого, кто не знает, она дочь Дона Джонсона и Мелани Гриффит
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Living With Lycanthropy by Whonatural
AKA: The Sterek Rival Bakeries AU
Wherein they both own bakeries, Stiles tries not to run his grandmother’s legacy into the ground, Laura wants to be a better alpha, and Derek can’t seem to get Stiles’ attention the regular way - so naturally he accidentally initiates a prank war.
(Or, if Teen Wolf was more like Gilmore Girls, with everyone far too invested in whether the Hale boy and the Sheriff’s kid will work it out, and Laura Hale wrote a handbook for alpha werewolves.)
“So,” Stiles says, breaking the silence. Derek jerks, and he looks around as if just realising for the first time what his actions have led to. He looks pained. “Jesus, man, it only lasts like three minutes, no need to look like someone’s tweezing your pubes.”
Derek’s frown deepens,“I don’t look like— like that.”
Stiles raises a brow. “You kind of do. Also, You can’t see what you look like right now, and I can. Ergo, I’m right.”
Derek shakes his head, muttering ‘ergo’ under his breath jadedly. “Do you even hear yourself talking sometimes? Or do you just open your mouth and the first thing to come out is the winner?”
Stiles gives a vague, uncaring grunt and relaxes back into the seat. Might as well get comfortable. “I’m sorry my special brand of conversation is such a turn-off for you.”
Derek looks slightly startled, and he clears his throat awkwardly.
“I didn’t say that.”
“Don’t have to, I know I drive you nuts,” Stiles says, letting his gaze flit over the fairground, It’s actually kind of breathtaking, the higher they get.. Derek is warm and stable at his side, a welcome, if distracting, presence in the dropping temperature. “What is it, bummed that you’ve finally met your match?”